I will soon be halfway through the first draft of Masterful.
The book is flowing. This is one of my most satisfying writing projects up to now.
The other day, I took test photos of my new Snape wig. I hacked away at it with scissors for a while before I began snapping pictures to see how the wig would look on camera, and I experimented with light.
Mystery is the quintessence of Severus Snape, the Prince of Snakes.
A real photo session will take place soon. It’s been years since my friend Diane and I did a shoot featuring the robes.
I haven’t been crafting much; it’s time consuming, and my time is currently devoted to the book, recuperation, relaxing on the front porch with a journal, doing a few select things with a few select people every now and then, a small circle of friends, because I honor my need for introversion and tranquility more than I ever have. I enjoy the times I spend with those close to me, but I need long periods of solitary home quietude between those times, and that’s perfectly fine.
I said in a previous post, “it’s not all about writing for me now,” though it is—and not. Because I also take care of myself now, I take care to relax, to have my life, as it were. I write, I savor the process, then I stop, I sink into the couch, watch movies, enjoy my pleasant surroundings. I have excellent, wonderful meals and riveting discussions with my beloved spouse who’s as introverted as I am. I add more toys to my collection and delight in them.
Be important to yourself, treat yourself well, with respect, honor yourself, and you will live a good life.
These days, I’m living my best life.